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indicating a hedge that formed the
rear part of the dividing line fence.
"Then we lost sight of him."
"He must have come through into
our yard and escaped that way," the
orized Hector. "What is the matter
with Tige, I wonder?-"-..
For the animal had Taroken out
suddenly into a fearful racket of
growlings and bustling sounds. Hec
tor ran for the sashless window at
the side of the shed. Just then, how
ever, the door was burst open from
Out flew the burglar who had
climbed through the window to hide.
After him, springing upon him, pull-
ing him down was staunch, faithful
Tige. In a moment Hector was at
the side of the discomfitted criminal.
"Your family diamonds," he said
courteously to Miss Wentworth, as
the burglar was being led to jail. "I
found them on the culprit, only Tige
deserves all the credit."
Miss Wentworth had a serious
thinking spell that night. She was
all smiles and gratitude towards the
Pages next day. Then she ordered
back the banished pets. She even
patted 'Tige, and she beamed indul
gently upon Hector when he .came
over to sit on the porch with pretty,
happy Elida. , , ,
THE CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
I WILL NOT BE TOO UNSELFISH
We have been at Father Waverly's
a week and I am about worn out.
Father is very much better. The doc
tor says he can go out the day after
tomorrow for a short time. And
mother, too, is getting over her nerv
ous attack. I have grown quite fond
of her since I have been here, and she
will not let Mollie do a thing for her
while I am around, but it has been
pretty hard for me and I shall be glad
to go home to our own "Little Place
Dick and I are going back to the
Mother Waverly has made me
promise that I will come every day as
long as she is in bed and read and
talk to her.
She has become very confidential,
and one day, when we were talking
about the things that come in' the life
of a woman, she said, in a rather hesi
"Margaret, you thought it rather
strange that I insisted you should not
stay the other night when I was talk
ing to Dick."
"No, I did not," I answered honest
ly. "I don't want to know everything
between you and Dick any more than
I waat you to know everything be
tween Dick and me. You are hi
mother and it is very probable that
you may have some things that you
want his counsel on that you rather I
would not know."
"It was. not because I had any per
sonal thing to talk over with Dick,"
she continued, "but I did not know
ingly want to hurt you. All day long
when we could not find Dick and you
looked so unhappy I was sure that he
had been drinking and I wanted to
ask him about it."
"Then you knew that Dick
drank?" I asked.
"He has never done it often. Just
enough to worry me most to death. I
don't think the habit grows on him,
but I was sure that was the matter
when you looked so worried, and
when he told me it was I made him
promise he would never do it again."
"That is more than I asked of him,"
I said, slowly, "for, badly as I feel
about his drinking, I can see how a
man can go out with a lot of fellows
and forget all about everything but
the good time he is having. But I
think it would break my heart if Dick
should break a promise to me. I tell
you honestly I did not dare ask him to
made That promise."
"I'll tell you, Margie, men make wo-